So I was eating chopped strawberries today (with sugar on them...my favorite) and was thinking about absolutely nothing but how wonderful the strawberries tasted. It was a nice feeling.
I came up with the title's analogy last night, while thinking of how adults try to be teenagers. It seems as though there are too many of them. I'm guessing they just don't want to grow up. But then, since time forces them to, their minds still stay a little bit young. But then when their kids get to be that age, the adults are trying to be best friends with their kid(s) friends. And it's just...not possible to be that. There is a point when it just gets ridiculous. The kid will just be not happy. The adult had their time to be a teenager, and they choose now to try to take that away from their kid. And it does take away from it, because kids need to be kids, adults need to be adults, teenagers need their time to be a teenager.
The adults who get it right are the reasonable ones. They keep to themselves, but can still have fun with their kid and their kids friends if the situation arises. Not a party pooper, but not trying to start a party that is destined to be a disaster. They are in touch with the child side of them, but still maintain the balance of being a responsible adult.
On a different note, I'm listening to Marcy Playground. They are awesome.
Xann is coming over! (I'm excited).
Much love, and cheers to sugared strawberries, one of the many lights of this world.
Hey, stop talking about me! Just kidding...but you know, grownups look all growed up on the outside, and inside they still see themselves as young, hip, cool. I just dated myself, didn't I? Like the photo caption by the way.
ReplyDeleteThat's a great analogy and insight.
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